Chapter 24: Does it sound good? If it sounds good, it's a good bone!

"Daddy, Daddy, look! Are we good at this?" Xue Xiang and Xue Nian, each wearing a pair of the smallest-sized ice skates, skated back and forth in front of Xue An, showing off.

Xue An smiled. "You're amazing! You learned so quickly!"

"Yeah, but Auntie Xuan'er is so clumsy; she still hasn't learned yet!" Xue Xiang said.

Tang Xuan'er, who was struggling to learn not far away, blushed.

"You mustn't say that about your Auntie Xuan'er," Xue An said.

The blush on Tang Xuan'er's face faded slightly.

However, Xue An immediately added, "Even if she is clumsy, you shouldn't say it out loud!"

Xue Xiang and Xue Nian giggled with amusement.

Tang Xuan'er shot Xue An an annoyed glare, then wobbled away on her skates.

At this moment, in a corner nearby, several pairs of eyes were watching Xue An and the others.

"Is that him?" The leader was a middle-aged man with a receding hairline.

The woman who had been with him earlier leaned in, nodding bitterly, "That's the man!"

"Tsk tsk, those two little ladies sure are pretty," the balding man said with a lecherous grin.

"Brother Dajun, you have to stand up for me! My face is all swollen from his slaps, and my nose is crooked!" the woman said, sounding very aggrieved.

This Brother Dajun was a local thug who controlled the ice rink business and was doing quite well for himself. The woman knew him, and after being humiliated by Xue An earlier, she had come to find Dajun, hoping to get even.

Dajun nodded. "Easy. To dare provoke my people? They must be tired of living."

Dajun gave a look, and the dozen or so men behind him quietly began to close in on Xue An.

Regulars at the rink recognized this group as local thugs and quickly cleared out of the way. Soon, they had surrounded Xue An and his group.

Xue An, however, continued chatting and laughing with his two daughters, seemingly unaware of the anomaly.

Dajun walked up and said to Tang Xuan'er, "Hey, little sister, can't skate? How about I teach you?"

As he spoke, he leaned in closer.

Tang Xuan'er frowned and stepped aside. "Who are you? I don't know you. Please stay away from me."

Hu Dajun grinned, revealing a mouth full of yellow teeth.

"Little sister, you're so lovely. Don't you feel bored skating all by yourself? It doesn't matter who I am. What matters is that on a night like this, shouldn't you have a man to keep you company?"

As Hu Dajun spoke, he stared greedily at Tang Xuan'er. She had looked beautiful from afar, but up close, she was breathtaking.

Tang Xuan'er felt sickened by his lecherous gaze and said coldly, "I'll say it again: stay away from me! Besides, I have friends here with me."

Hu Dajun grinned. "Friends? Him?"

He pointed at Xue An, who was nearby, and said with disdain, "Your friend is so scared he doesn't even dare to look this way. Do you think he'll step up?"

"And let me tell you, little sister, this friend of yours hit my people! I'm just here to settle the score," Hu Dajun said arrogantly.

Tang Xuan'er turned pale, biting her lip. She felt a surge of worry. These people were clearly prepared, and seeing the vindictive look on the woman from earlier, she knew this was revenge.

Could Xue An, with her, Fan Mengxue, and the two little girls, possibly be a match for so many people?

"Hehe, so if you're obedient, I'll treat you well and won't make things difficult for you!" Hu Dajun said, reaching out with drooling anticipation.

A flash of white light.

Hu Dajun felt a chill at his wrist, as if something was missing. He looked down and saw his two fingers had been cleanly severed.

Blood sprayed out, and the excruciating pain made him howl.

"I heard you were looking to settle a score?" Xue An walked over slowly, a playful smile on his face.

Fan Mengxue had already taken Xue Xiang and Xue Nian to the side, knowing that the following scene would not be suitable for children.

"You... you..." Hu Dajun trembled with pain, his face filled with terror. He didn't even know what had happened—how had his hand been severed so suddenly? Could this man have done it?

Xue An turned his gaze to the woman. "I was in a good mood earlier, so I let you off. But since you're looking for death, don't blame anyone else."

The woman shook like a leaf.

Hu Dajun gritted his teeth. "Get him! Take this punk down!"

His men swarmed forward, surrounding Xue An.

Xue An stood with his hands behind his back, looking up at the sky, a faint smile on his lips.

"Xuan'er!"

"Yes?"

"You're a doctor. Do you know what makes for a good bone?"

Tang Xuan'er was confused and shook her head. "I don't know."

"Then I'll show you now!"

As he spoke, Xue An pushed out a palm, striking the thug in front. With a sickening crunch of bone, the man was sent flying more than ten meters away.

In less than ten seconds, Xue An had dealt with all of them. Without exception, he had broken their arms and legs. The sound of crunching bones was constant.

After Xue An stepped on the last thug, he said calmly, "Did you hear that? If it sounds good, it's a good bone!"

Xue An looked at the shivering Hu Dajun and smiled slightly. "Now it's your turn."

Hu Dajun was on the verge of tears. Who could have imagined that this man, who didn't look particularly robust, would be so formidable?

"Don't... don't come any closer! I'm one of Brother Kun's men! You know Brother Kun? He's the right-hand man of Boss Du! If you dare touch me, be careful or Brother Kun will take care of you!" As he spoke, Hu Dajun regained some confidence.

That's right! Isn't Brother Kun here right now? With his name as a banner, who would dare defy him?

But Hu Dajun didn't see a hint of panic on Xue An's face—only a trace of mocking amusement.

"Brother Kun? Lu Kun?"

"Right! You know Brother Kun? Then kneel and beg for mercy! I'm telling you, Brother Kun is right here!" Hu Dajun straightened his back.

Xue An smiled faintly. "Fine, I'll give you five minutes. Call Lu Kun over. I'll apologize to him in person!"

"Hmph! You're smart!" Hu Dajun pulled out his phone and made the call.

"Brother Kun, it's Dajun! I'm at the ice rink. Some punk is being arrogant and has hit over a dozen of our men. You need to get here fast!"

Lu Kun's voice came through the phone. "Who is so bold as to hit my people? Tell him to wait. I'll be there immediately!"